TWENTY-ONE

Tyler and I walked out of the school building after a tortuous hour of detention. We were too busy picking spit balls out of our hair to make any conversation.

I had never been in detention before, but I was certain that it would have been much better if I didn't have to spend it in the same room with Jake Kellen, Allan Rey and Micheal Cole.

As we approached the parking lot, I could see Claire and Ashley standing beside a very familiar Audi. Ashley looked concerned, but Claire looked... angry. I tried to think of any possible reason why she would be upset, but I couldn't come up with anything.

“Hey, thanks for waiting guys.” Tyler said when we got to the girls.

“We really appreciate it.” I added.

“What is wrong with you?” Claire asked in a stern voice, stepping forward. I preferred her scowl to the look she had on her face.

“What did I do?” I asked.

“You got into a fight!”

“I didn't get into a fight.”